{"id":1084,"date":"2011-11-21T00:38:41","date_gmt":"2011-11-21T00:38:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=1084"},"modified":"2017-07-11T06:03:18","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T06:03:18","slug":"autumn-portrait-by-brian-drury","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/autumn-portrait-by-brian-drury\/","title":{"rendered":"Autumn Portrait by Brian Drury"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Autumn Portrait<\/h1>\n

by Brian Drury<\/p>\n

When the day ends, she goes for a walk.
\nShe breathes in the autumn:
\nHow the Juniper leaves feel nothing.
\nShe remembers walking hand in hand
\nWith her father a long time ago,
\nHer little hands cupped within his,
\nSqueezing his fingers so tightly,
\nNo space between and safe.<\/p>\n

They call this area Bull Run,
\nJust one of many fields in Virginia,
\nStill lined with cross-wooded fences
\nWhere soldiers would lay upon, and
\nAim at their brothers in battle.
\nHer father’s grandfather and his brothers
\nSpilled blood here, under an Indian blue sky,
\nUpon this same green grass where she lays
\nWith her eyes closed, whispering to ghosts.<\/p>\n

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Brian Drury was born in Arlington, Virginia and graduated from James Madison University with degrees in English, French and Political Science. He writes poetry, short fiction and editorials and many of his themes deal with love and death and the complex dynamics of family.<\/p>\n

He was a previous member of the Online Film Critics Society for six years writing film reviews and now much of his diverse, creative work can be found on various social media sites including Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr and on his personal blog at bdgarp.com. He has been listed among the top 50 Humorist and Insightful writers on Twitter\/Favstar for the past two years.<\/p>\n

His self-published Dreams of Perfection, was his first short collection of poetry (2000). He works a conventional job but maintains his passion for writing, freelance and for himself.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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